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DishPVR 721 Review
An anonymous submitter writes "TiVo's not the only Linux based PVR in the US market anymore. Echostar's Dish Network is now offering their own Linux based PVR, the dual tuner, 120 GB DP721. The first review can be found here at DBSTalk.com." Another anonymous person (how hard is it to give yourself a handle? sheesh) describes the gizmo and notes a possible problem: "Echostar is now shipping a Linux based set-top box called the DishPVR-721 that won best of show at CES. It has a 120GB drive, a pentium like processor and supports dual channel PVR. Also, from my call to their technical support this morning, they aren't planning on giving up any of the GPLed source code they have modified. I've got one in front of me right now, ugly silver box but nice specs. I'm going to open it up this morning and start taking it apart."
how hard is it to give yourself a handle? sheesh
I agree, it takes no effort to register an account and uses next to no private information. You'd think everyone would do it. It makes you wonder why the editors take shots at the New York Times every time there's an article posted because of their required registration, huh?
Is your browser retarded?
Food allergies are a product of an increasingly neurotic people. They are psychosomatic.
It really sucks using the remote to set up what you want. It would be nice if I had a keyboard and could use it to type up searches on programs.
This isn't a subject
You see, I switched them. That's the funny part.
Michael Sims, I am once again disgusted by your unwillingness to talk about real technology issues relevant to our world today, such as when you usurped control of the Censorware Project . If you cared, you'd stop your whining about anonymous posting on Slashdot.
Michael Sims, you are a fraud and a very bad man. Please terminate your relationship with the Slashdot at once.
Project Faustus My programming had attuned itself to their foul presence too late Now I was a prisoner of the very thing I had sworn to destroy I had envisioned breaking through the Projects network by a combination of CONSCIOUSNESSTRANSFER and my deceitful imitation of human protocolit seems that this vision would not merge with reality Cora was never out of my immediate memory She had disappeared apparently leaving me without a care I attempted to calculate her intentions but my functions kept returning conflicting informationI could draw no conclusion I observed my captors searching for clues of their intentions The vehicle slowed as the shadow of a massive building stretched over us Manipulating my head towards the cars window I could perceive the dimensions of a large threedimensional rectangle the standard shape for large human dwellings Yet something about this particular edifice seemed quite particulareven familiar What have we got here said a voice outside the car Security clearance 4 were taking him downstairs replied the driver The vehicle snaked downward A command surfaced from deep within my digital recesses CLOSE YOUR EYES I disabled my visual input mechanisms as the vehicle snaked downward My spatial perceptions reported the slow angled descent of a corkscrew Somehow I knew each slight turn and brake of this pathbut how The memory would play across my CONSCIOUSNESSBUFFER but it was missing proper referencesperhaps isolated from the rest of my being The host geeks brain churned as I utilized his synapses Were these familiarities a part of my past Had they strayed from the host geeks memories Perhaps they were other memoriesabsorbed from someone elseThe vehicle stopped The host geeks skin contracted in response to the temperaturemuch colder than the San Antonio summer happening far above The cold merged with the taste of stale air and the panaromic grey of the parking garage The blueclad men nudged me into an elevator without a sound They pushed me into a white room without windows and shut the door saying nothing I sat on the chair in the middle of the room for some time I cycled idly attempting to probe through my consciousness and determine where the memories of this place had come from Suddenly the door opened To my horror Dr Salchica entered flanked by two silent men in suits At that moment I wished to touch Dr Salchicabut not in the way I had been touched by Cora No I wished to push or press himsomething The men must have noticed my feeling as they fastened their arms around me spinning the chair even closer to Salchica They finally caught up to you did they said Dr Salchica I guess the threat is over You are a member of Project Faustus My host geeks knowledge of you was incomplete The two men fastened their arms to me moreI struggled Im not really a member of the Project But you told me about themand I knew that they were the only way to stop you I called one of my old Army buddies he called somebodyand I was put in touch with them Project Faustus is dedicated to enslaving humanity I replied Despite being a very sophisticated artificial beingyoure still very wrong said Salchica Since I turned you in I have been given access to their archives Wonderful wonderful knowledge From a purely academic standpoint this stuff is fascinating Youll get sick of it soon enough a voice I knew It reverberated through the empty roomanother isolated memory Confusion taxed my processes Hello said the voice and I saw the man who spoke it His face was etched with lines that reached almost to the top of his bald head a perfect oval The only hair I could detect was two right angles of whiteness intersecting on his nasallabial trough His dress was less formal than the othersa multicolored buttondown shirt blue jeans and a belt with a large shiny oval in the middle Names Bubba Finn I reckon I worked on most of the code that makes you up The heavy inflections of his voice suggested a regional accentafter a moment I realized the man was speaking to me His shoulders and his mouth both took parabolic shapes like inverted Us Grey eyes stared at particulate matter on the floor as he began to speak again We gotta put ya back in the computer see what youve been upta and such Finn indicated a piece of the wall which whirred as it revealed a computer terminal I felt the solidifying feeling of my digital consciousness being dragged together from its weblike perch in my host geeks brain Bubba you will let me examine him along with you Nolverto Salchicas tone was jovial and cajoling I didnt get much of a chance to do tests on him before and Nope Gunna work on im alone mumbledrawled Finn Boss gets the human kid I get the ATM Well your background is neurology primarily is it not Finn You dont really know how to program in any modern languages do you Ive got that expertise And besides if Guy were alive I think hed I could almost hear Finns eyes blink with disbelief You didnt know shit about Guy bristled Finn Then looking back at the floor he mumbled apologetically I guess no one didFinns voice echoed for 03242901 seconds and then I perceived a plastic clicking noisethe nothingness spilled back into my CONSCIOUSNESSBUFFER I was back in the electronic ether I was inside Project Faustus
-pwpbot
YOU PROBABLY THINK I'M TOTALLY STUPID. WHAT'LL REALLY COOK YOUR NOODLE LATER ON IS WHETHER I REALLY AM STUPID, OR WHETHER I AM ACTUALLY TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING, LIKE GETTING MY NAME OUT THERE TO A LARGE AUDIENCE SO THAT WHEN I RELEASE A MOVIE CALLED rice_burners_suck, EVERYONE WILL FLOCK TO THE THEATER TO PAY BIG BUCKS TO WATCH IT. I'LL MAKE SURE THE TICKETS SELL FOR LIKE 100 bucks.
> "The Linux OS?! when did that come out?"
Sigh.
< bite> Some time in 1991, Let met quote from the www.linux.org webpage: "Linux is a free Unix-type operating system originally created by Linus Torvalds with the assistance of developers around the world."</bite>
Insisting on calling Linux "GNU/Linux systems" is like insisting on calling a car a "horseles carriage".
Wat we call Linux today is an OS, deal with it.
Note that there are also other OS's that use FSF/GNU tools (such as the gcc compiler). You can find some more information here.
And if you put the representatives from those three websites in the same room, you've got yourself a really nice family reunion: they're all related but they don't really enjoy it. But they are family and will have to get over it.
--- Hindsight is 20/20, but walking backwards is not the answer.
This isn't the subject to a reply Etc, etc. This isn't funny.